Dreaming... Dreaming...
On the comfortable bed in dark stone-cold bedroom, a young man called Viscount Centule V of Bearn and his equally young wife, Gisle were sleeping, her belly swelled with new presence. A dream came to them. They stood in the middle of the vast cavern before them was a beast of giant proportion, the closest thing they can describe it is a dragon with seven heads, each one with glowing eyes from each colour from a rainbow. Standing before this massive beast, very strangely dressed slim young woman looking few years younger than them with long white hair reaching down to her calf. On her rather scandal-clad clothing compared to medieval fashion, an empty golden laced black scabbard but with it black sword out in her hand, imperious white power glowing along it edge. Her red eyes focused in concentration at the dragon. The couple only hugged each other with great fear during rest of the time, She yelled out silently but in their mind, it resounded like church bell
"I am telling you, Herensuge. This is not a request, it is last order from Sugaar." With the name of it father mentioned, the heads roared with anger and lashed out at the woman but instead a barrier appeared before her, damaging the cavern as many great sharp rocks breaking off the roof. It can only yelped in pain. "So foolish" She merely shook her head sadly and the dragon only responded with pure anger, "Why must I leave this realm? You should have destroy Yahweh when he appeared in divine realm. Not waiting until he became so powerful that you was forced to acted against him and his abomination!"
"And they paid for it!" She snapped back. "You still cannot survive in this realm after the Departure. I am giving you only chance to accept my passage unless you are willing to wait for Michael to drain you out? He is coming you know, as you are last of the high dragons in this realm not yet murdered by Archangels or went to Bridge of Twilight. If you do not accept it, then I will just have to destroy you just to deny him and his companions your energy..." After moment of consideration on their glowing eyes as the glowing energies gathered around woman and her sword became something like a window into starry heaven.
"Wait!" Herensuge cried out in desperation, "I accepted your offer!" She only responded with a satisfying nod and suddenly blinding light enveloped them and as quickly light appeared, they vanished, leaving the cavern empty, only lit by waning sunlight beams from the cracks made by dragon's attack.
Abruptly, an angel appeared in the cavern with a spear in his right hand but it is broken in half and his tainted white wings mouldering. His face wrinkled as old man quickly glanced around, fluttering around weakly. As it is clear to him that his target was gone, he can only howled in anguish as he disappeared into thin air.
The cry of anguish woke them up in their bed, trembling and covered in sweat.
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